Thursday, December 31, 2015

Jenna Jaxon share a Regency New Year's Primer.

A Regency New Year’s Primer
As I was gathering information on Christmas in the Regency, I also came across some traditions that were associated with celebrations at New Year’s as well. Some of these actually continue until today, although some have gone by the wayside.

One tradition seems to have been the Midnight Circle. The family or the company if it was a large gathering, would form a circle around the hearth just before midnight. When the clock began to strike, the head of the household would go to the front door and open it, holding it open until the last stroke of midnight had died away. He then returned to the circle. This let out all the old things and ushered in the new. Those even more superstitious would get rid of ashes, rags, scraps, anything perishable on December 31 so that nothing was left over from the old year to the new. Everything started fresh with the New Year. At my house growing up, the Christmas tree was always taken down on New Year’s Day, the last bit of the old year to leave on the first day of the New Year.

According to Maria Grace, in her article “Regency Christmas Traditions:  Ringing in the New Year,” in some of the country towns, young maids would race to the village well to draw the first pail of water of the New Year in a practice called “creaming the well.” The maiden who drew this pail would supposedly marry within the year. The water was also believed to have curative properties and might even be rubbed onto the udders of cows to assure their productivity in the coming year.

Another tradition that came out of Scotland was called “first footing.” This superstition held that good luck for the household would be determined by the first person who came across the threshold. If a tall, dark, handsome stranger came into the house first, then good luck was assured for the year. However, if a woman came into the house first, bad luck would haunt the family for the whole year.

The shape of the person’s foot was also taken into account. A man with a high-instep, according the Maria Grace, was preferred because, “water would run under,” meaning bad luck would flow past. The first-footer would come in the front door, greet the household, perhaps bring a small gift of food, and then exit through the back door, taking with him all the old year’s troubles.

First-footing was a sacred tradition in my household growing up. My mother’s family was of Scottish descent, so I’m sure that’s how it got passed down. Every New Year’s Day my uncle (my dad’s brother who lived next door) would appear early in the day. He’d come in, sit down for a few minutes, say “Happy New Year” then leave through the back door. My mother would never let a woman into the house until he’d been there, so he came over very early every year.

And a final tradition that began well before the Regency, but was practiced then and today, was the singing of “Auld Lang Syne.” This song, now sung at the stroke of midnight, is a Scottish folk song, written down by Robert Burns in 1788 to the tune of a Scottish folk melody. The title translates to “old long since” but is colloquial for “days gone by.” The lyrics generally mean forget the past and look forward to the new.
I hope you’ve enjoyed these Regency traditions and I wish everyone a Happy and prosperous New Year.

Is one kiss ever enough?
Jenny Crowley has been duped! At her eighteenth birthday celebration her parents announce that instead of having the London Season she’s dreamed of for years, Jenny has been betrothed from birth to Alexander Isley, son of family friends and heir to a title. A distraught Jenny refuses point-blank to marry Alec, and when her aunt offers to whisk her away to a Christmas house party, complete with many eligible young bachelors, Jenny jumps at the chance to enjoy a variety of entertainments, be courted, and perhaps fall in love.

Alec Isley is between a rock and a hard place. He desires a marriage with Jenny no more than she does, but when his family’s dire financial status is revealed, he follows Jenny to the house party in hopes of convincing her to marry him after all. When he discovers who else is courting her there, Alec is frantic to keep her from making a dreadful mistake. Struggling with new-found feelings for his childhood friend, can Alec convince her of his love in time to save her from being ruined under the mistletoe?

Dishes of trifle finally sat at each place. Jenny itched to pick up her spoon. She could taste the berries and cream even now. She glanced at her father, who at last smiled and nodded.

“So, Charles, when is the wedding to take place?” Great-Aunt Henrietta trumpeted the question from her place at the mid-point of the table, her spoon already busy with her dessert.

“Wedding, Aunt Henrietta?”  Papa’s voice rose in a question, but he cut his eyes toward Mamma, who sent a frightened look at Jenny. 

Odd, but no more so than her great-aunt’s question.  Whose wedding was she talking about?

“Yes, Charles.  Jenny’s wedding to young Alexander here.”  Henrietta nodded across the table to Alexander Isley, who sat up abruptly, staring at her aunt with wide eyes, as though he thought the old lady quite mad. 

Jenny thought so herself.  A prickly sensation began at the back of her neck. She shot Alec a quick look. No, his face wore an expression of outright confusion, his brows knit over his dark brown eyes.

“She’s eighteen now, and you promised me when she was of age I’d see her married into the Isley family.  I have lived for the day that I could announce to the world that one of my family had moved into the titled class.”  She glared at Mama, who blushed and turned to Jenny.

“It’s not as bad as it sounds, Jenny darling,” Mama said, patting her hand.

That might have reassured Jenny, except her mother’s wide, staring eyes said yes, it was that bad. Maybe worse. Her heart began to pound and the sweet trifle turned sour in her mouth.

 “Not bad?” Great-Aunt Henrietta swung her gaze to Jenny and fixed her with a cold blue-eyed stare. “You should be grateful, girl. Your parents and I have arranged for you to take your place in society, as a titled lady in due time.”

“It’s not true is it, Mama?”  Jenny could barely choke out the words in a voice that didn’t sound like her own at all. Too high, too soft. A peculiar roaring in her ears made her head light.

“Yes, my dear, it most certainly is.”  Great-Aunt Henrietta nodded with such vehemence that the feathers on her green velvet turban bobbed back and forth.  “When your mother refused to marry up, I swore none of your family would ever see a penny of my money.  Then when you were born, she came to me, begged me to reconsider, and promised that you had already been betrothed to the Isley heir here.” She pointed a finger at Alec who looked like he might dive under the table.  “She showed me the betrothal papers.”

Everyone at table sat in stunned silence.  Jenny looked down at her hands, clasped together so tightly her knuckles showed white.  All her dreams of excitement and romance during her season had just exploded in the blink of an eye.  Then the real import of her great-aunt’s word sank in and her stomach twisted. They expected her to marry Alec?

In modern times, we cannot fathom the dangers to a young lady’s reputation in the early 19th century. If she is caught in a compromising situation with a young man, they must marry at once.

Sounds quant until the fellow in question is a beast in disguise and the compromise is a forced assault for the sole purpose of forcing the young woman into a hellish marriage. All done for a bet.

While it may at first sound far-fetched, the history that Jenna Jaxon reveals along the way makes it most believable. It was a man’s world back then and one wife with money was as good as another. Pleasure could always be found elsewhere. And frankly, women had very few rights.

Jenny’s parents announce her arranged marriage to a young man who has been her friend and playmate most of her life. Unfortunately, Jenny wants nothing to do with Alec. She thinks of him as a brother. So her aunt invites her to hunt for suiters at her estate. Alec shows up, but gives Jenny all the room she requires until she favors the worst cad in the assortment of cads that have arrived for the dances.

Somersby is a formidable young man. His father, a marquis. From their introduction, Jenny is attracted by his polished charm. Will she be able to see the fellow’s true nature before it is too late?

Will Alec come to her rescue? 
Will he even be able to do so?

A wager has been laid, but who will pay the price?

This book is well worth the read to find out.

A well-written, nail-biting love story. 5 stars

A Kiss Beneath the Mistletoe is available at


Jenna Jaxon is a multi-published author of historical and contemporary romance.  She has been reading and writing historical romance since she was a teenager.  A romantic herself, she has always loved a dark side to the genre, a twist, suspense, a surprise.  She tries to incorporate all of these elements into her own stories. She lives in Virginia with her family and a small menagerie of pets.  When not reading or writing, she indulges her passion for the theatre, working with local theatres as a director.  She often feels she is directing her characters on their own private stage.
Jenna is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America as well as President of Chesapeake Romance Writers, her local chapter of RWA.
She has equated her writing to an addiction to chocolate because once she starts she just can’t stop.

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Monday, December 28, 2015

Aleah Barley shares here Las Vegal Stories, real & fictional

Aleah Barley shares her
My Las Vegas Story

As far as I can tell everyone has a Las Vegas story… that wild and whacky thing that happened when they went to Sin City… and despite what people claim what happens in Vegas does not always stay in Vegas.

For the undercover lovers in my new book All In, what happens in Vegas includes a poker tournament, a mob accountant, and a conspiracy that rocks them both to their core. To survive spunky mathematician Daisy and smoking hot FBI Agent Ryan are going to need to risk everything on love.

My Las Vegas story includes a Toyota Corolla with two grown ups, two kids, two cats, two dogs, and a butt load of camping equipment. It involves a major win (at a claw machine) and a quickie wedding. It’s a lot less interesting than it sounds.

What about your Las Vegas story? Does it include revenge and retribution? High stakes gambling? A show in the desert? Let me know in the comments, and don’t forget to check out All In (A Leaving Las Vegas Novel) available for preorder today!

Take one sexy undercover FBI agent, a spunky math genius, a corrupt mob boss and a poker tournament. Add guns. Mix carefully. All of this and more in ALL IN by Aleah Barley…

World-class statistician and poker prodigy Daisy Drake has two rules: never risk anything you can’t afford to lose, and never, ever, trust a gambler. Which is why she gave up the game and moved to Los Angeles, where she became a tenured professor. But when an old acquaintance calls needing Daisy’ help catch a cheater, she heads back to Las Vegas and the poker tables.

FBI Agent Ryan DiNatto’s been a gambler since he was four, and a hustler since he hit puberty. Coming off an undercover mission that ended with him shot and his partner in a wheelchair, Ryan’s out for blood. With a mob accountant and a hit man on the loose, the stakes have never been higher, and this time, he’s determined to make things right—even if it means beating spunky, sexy, Daisy Adams at her own game

Available at:
  Amazon  |  iBooks  | Kobo  | Goodreads

Other Books in the Leaving Las Vegas Series


When West Virginia wild child, Glory Allen enters a private poker game with her town's dreams at stake she loses it all. To make matters worse, she's trapped in a car with the sexy but infuriating man who won—and accused her of cheating. Now because of him, she's on the run from the mafia who put out a hit on the stuck-up casino magnate with the toe-curling good looks—and he isn't even her type. So why can't she cool the explosive chemistry between them?

She's out of control…and she's enough to drive Luke Tanner crazy. Yet she's the only one willing to put her neck on the line…for him—a complete stranger she professes to hate. Now he's in debt…to her. And it's a debt he's willing to work off any way she wants…on the hood of his sports car, in a waterfall—wherever she'll have him, he's willing to pay the price.

But the stakes are raised when they return to West Virginia—helping Luke escape has put Glory and her hometown in the sites of someone who wants him dead. This time Glory decides she's not going to end up empty-handed—it's time for the winner to take all and she won't stop 'til she wins his heart.

Book 1 Available at:

Friday, December 25, 2015

Liza's Weird Christmas Video

I cannot believe how fast this day arrived. I kept thinking I would have at least a few days to relax this year...well maybe I'll kick back today....honestly, I don't think so. I've so many books to edit and blogs to write. 

When you live by yourself and family is far-far away, Christmas becomes just another day.

That sounds sad, doesn't it? Well, it's not really. All the good we have on Christmas, we should really have on all days. And most people that I know aren't just lovely people on Christmas, they are pretty darn cool every day of the year. 

Because I'm truly a starving author, I don't have much money, and what I do have goes to food, editing, & promo fees. So I make my sister a video every Christmas and on her birthday. They are all up on YouTube.

I used to spend weeks creating them, and recreating them when they crashed due to their large size.

This year due to time pressures, I went for better pictures, shorter video, but with an actual story line. 

It's weird, I'll tell you that upfront.

What did you expect?
Deep down, I'm just silly. 

We should all be.
Laughter makes us live longer.

Merry Christmas!
and enjoy your Tofu turduckin.

Seriously? You're eating meat after this video?  Sigh! Well, let's agree we shouldn't eat puppies or kittens
(and I don't just mean for Christmas either!)

And someday, perhaps I'll be able to create a video like this one.  But first, I'll need to get some goats...

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Liza reviews D'Ann Lindun's Ride,Cowboy, Ride in Cowboy's Forever.

Six Women—Six Cowboys Forever
Six Cowboy Love Stories by the best selling authors who brought you Cowboy Up 1&2

 Ride, Cowboy, Ride by D’Ann Lindun
Can they find freedom together?
A locked up heart.
After imprisoned in a federal penitentiary for ten years over a woman's betrayal, the last thing Lyle Landry is looking for is love.  A quick tumble?  Sure.  A cold beer?  Absolutely.  And then he's on to the rodeo circuit to reclaim his title.
Broke, busted and blue.
After her ex-husband leaves her high, dry and dead broke, another man isn’t high on Sarah Reed’s list. Especially a sexy ex-con who makes it perfectly clear he’s not interested in more than a one night stand. But his determination to make something out of himself impresses her more than she wants to admit, and she falls hard for the cowboy.

The dangers of a hard right and a hot temper.

Lyle Landry finished his ten years in prison for killing a man and is free now. He’d lost everything in a single punch: his ranch, the support of his town, his cheating wife…all his possessions (which his wife sold) and most of his friends.

I loved this story. D’Ann Lindun sets ups a situation in which Lyle has every reason to avoid women, but life won’t let him.

A lady rancher (who happens to be a former lover) offers him work and a place to stay. Turns out while their prior relationship is over, their friendship proves solid.

He hadn’t been in town long before a bar waitress catches his eye. And he’s attracted to her at once. But he truly tries to resist his attraction to her. And she mistakes his friendship in his lady boss as something more than it is and gives up on him early.

D'Ann knows how to weave a great story.

As in all D’Ann’s stories, there’s excitement, challenges and at the end a fabulous HEA. I give this story five stars.

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Falling in love with romance novels the summer before sixth grade, D’Ann Lindun never thought about writing one until many years later when she took a how-to class at her local college. She was hooked! She began writing and never looked back. Thirty-two manuscripts and numerous awards later, she is an Amazon bestseller! Romance appeals to D’Ann because there's just something so satisfying about writing a book guaranteed to have a happy ending. Her particular favorites usually feature cowboys and the women who love them.
D’Ann loves to hear from readers! Please contact her at:


And you don't just get one fabulous story, you get six of them!
Other stories in this fabulous box set: 

Marry Me Again, Cowboy by Allison Merritt
An unlikely match made in Texas...
Greer Daily is happy running the ranch she inherited from her father until a resort opens up next door and unruly guests terrorize her livestock and destroy her fences. After she confronts two of them and the situation gets sticky, she finds herself venting her fury on sexy resort owner Guy Carter. But the smooth-talking cowboy isn't getting out of this mess easily. She wants reparations for her trouble.
Guy's first initial meeting with Greer could've gone better, but he hopes to placate her fiery temper by making amends for the fences. When a judge calls them out for being irresponsible and self-absorbed, then orders them to marry, Guy's whole world is upended. Their choices: Six months of marriage or a month of jail time. How bad can a few months with the queen of the cattle range be? Heaven if he can get her to bend, hell if she maintains her starchier than pressed jeans attitude.
Just as something deeper than friendship blossoms between them, Guy's personal assistant throws a wrench into the marriage of inconvenience. If Greer and Guy can't overcome that particular pothole, they have more to lose than their freedom--a lifetime of love.

Cowboy Apocalypse by Leslie Garcia
Can a former Marine and a Hollywood diva facing apocalyptic changes in their lives salvage new beginnings together?
When Stone Winters joined the Marines, he always meant to come home. A woman’s impossible dream kept him away so long that he doesn’t think there’s anything left—especially not when he meets Price Adams, a film star with another impossible dream. He just doesn’t think he’s up for that again.
Price Adams traded in a childhood on her grandparents’ ranch for Hollywood glitz in spite of being a teenage mother. Torn between the stardom she won and full-time custody of her daughter, she accepts one last role—in Cowboy Apocalypse, an inane movie about zombies being filmed on ranches around deep south Texas. Burned by men more times than she can remember, Price doesn’t want a man in her life—especially not one who looks down on her career and the courage she needs to let it all go.

Claiming A Cowboy’s Heart by Melissa Keir
Even broken souls deserve a second chance at love…
Elementary Teacher, Michelle Alt’s faced untold trials in her life, yet she continues to do what’s right to make things better for the next generation.
Cowboy Veterinarian, Preston Hall has lost everything in order to follow his dreams and return to his grandfather’s small town practice.
These two broken souls recognize each other’s pain and come together to heal, but fear and misunderstandings send their blossoming relationship into a tailspin. Will they be able to put aside their pain to find the love of a lifetime?

Rock-n-Roll Cowboy by Autumn Piper
Never judge a rock band by its cover song.
A cowboy leading a rock band? Logan gets an earful from his dad every time he leaves the house to perform. His rock persona destroys his ranching cred with the old-timers, and sticking to the cowboy life instead of running off to Hollywood cost him his girlfriend. Yet, he dreams of success in both worlds, and he’s determined to find a way.
Melody agrees to run a publicity campaign for a local rock band, fully immune to the sexy lead singer’s magnetism—she had childhood experience with a rocker’s absences. Still, Logan is charming, and vulnerable. And persistent…
Logan can tell Melody’s PR plan is his passport to popularity. He has to keep his hands off her, or he just might blow his one shot at making it big.

A Cowboy's Princess by Sara Walter Ellwood
Oil and water don't mix...neither does Texas oil royalty and an ex-Navy SEAL turned rodeo cowboy until danger forces them together.
All retired Navy SEAL turned rodeo cowboy Justin Tanner wants is to get to his next rodeo when a vision in a pair of tight fitting jeans walks up to him and hands him his deepest desire on a silver platter—the deed to his father’s ranch, land her grandfather had swindled him out of.
Lacey Mackenzie is true Texas oil royalty, but when her grandfather dies and leaves her the keys to the kingdom, she finds herself with more enemies than friends and only Justin’s name as the one who can protect her, but can he after she discovers only the oil under his promised ranch can save her company. When her enemies attack, he’s duty bound to save her, but can he give her the one thing she wants after a hot night of passion—his heart?

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Some gifts should not be swapped

I just finished listening to a fabulous book on Audible. While Amazon offers you a free book to get you started, after that they are pricey, except Amazon puts books on sale, and authors might offer you a free book, but if you accept said free book, you should never switch it for another book and you should write a review.

"Is it possible switch it out for another book?" you ask in anticipation of getting all the best sellers for free. Per my test, it is. 

Kim Headlee, a very fine historical author, gave me a promotional code so I could claim her short novella The Color of Vengeance, which it said I could read in about 40 minutes.

When I entered the promotional number for The Color of Vengeance, it gave me a 1 book credit. Hmmmmm, the credit looks generic. What if I wanted to use my 1 book credit for a different book. So I got Kim's permission to try. (She didn't think it would work.) But it did work. I was able to buy one of her major works with my free book credit.

Now here is why that is soooo wrong. Kim's major work was over 17 hours of hard work. By using her promo for her novella (presently on sale for $1.97) to buy a major work (presently on sale for $12.47) cheats the author, and frankly I think Amazon should reconsider their policy or at least have exchange rates. For example perhaps a short novella should only be worth .3 of a book credit if it doesn't match the book given.

Worse yet for Kim, I could have bought any book in the Audible library with my reward credit, even a book that normally costs $40 that belonged to a best-selling author.

I, of course, spent my credit on her substantial book, Dawnflight so I could review it. And then I bought her novella so I could review it too. 

As an author, I'm not thrilled that after all the costly hard work that goes into making an audiobook, someone can take my gift and exchange it for a different book and I won't even know, other than I won't get a cent in royalties and they won't leave a review, given they didn't even read my book. 

Truth is Amazon  doesn't really care who makes them money. So stealing from poor authors to enrich rich best-sellers is okay by them. 

However, I'm telling you that morally it is not okay! If you receive a book credit from an author, you should buy one of their books. Did James Patterson give you that book credit? No, he did not!  So if a poor author is nice enough to give you a promotional code that gives you a book, then you should, at least, spend it on one of their books and write a review.

This might sound like I'm a bit personally involved and I'm harboring anger based on my own experiences. Perhaps, you think, ah, Liza has passed out a ton of audio books promotional codes that have gone to other authors.

Nope. I don't have any audio books. 

While I see the value for best sellers, I'm still not seeing the value for me. However, if you would like to make one of my books a bestseller, I will absolutely make an audio for it. I prefer to lead with the chicken. Eggs are too fragile and often crack. 

(Think about it, if it still doesn't make sense after an hour, take an aspirin and continue on with your life.)

Enough on the etiquettes of audio books. Let's discuss Amazon's Audibles listening features.

The pause  books pause    are pause   created pause   for pause   really pause  slow pause  listeners  pause.

If I listened to an audible book set at its 'normal' speed while driving, I would fall into a coma and oddly my car still can't drive itself. (They need to fast-track the concept of self-driving cars.)

 So I searched the internet to see if there was a way to speed up Audible. My Robot, David, can read incredibly fast, but he can't read an Audible book and he always mispronounces 'live' and 'read'. Technically he should have a 50% chance of getting it right, but he always gets it wrong.

Here's what my google found: if you have an ipod, you have voice speed control, but no, otherwise. But all the entries were years old. So I returned to Audible and searched about. 

In the process I activated Dawnflight. The mellifluous female voice had an accent (yes, female voices can be mellifluous): 

She is Scottish I think. That added a flair to the speech and pulled me back to long ago, but she spoke much too slowly. 

So I shut it down and tried the free book I got for joining Audible: The Martian.

Damn it, it was too slow, as well. Annoyed, I returned to the book cover/pop up on my PC screen (I chose to listen to it from my PC). There are lots of options.

 There among the little odd shapes was a number. To my utter surprise, it's the speedometer! I moved The Martian up to 1.45. For Dawnflight that was too fast to comprehend the Scottish accent, so I moved it to 1.30. 

Problem solved, Liza is happy! 
Still poor audio authors shouldn't be happy. 

Audio books are far most costly to make than an ebook. And for starving authors to have their promotional gifts given to best-sellers that earn far more than they do is just wrong.

So when you receive an audio book from an author, please don't swap it out. However, if you receive a book from a non-author, say your uncle who hasn't a clue what type of books you like to listen to, then swap it for whatever you want. No moral quandries there.

Go forth and be happy! 

and I wish you many gift audio books for Christmas.

Many thanks to Kim Headlee for sending me a promotional code for her small book that caused me to write this blog.

If you love the time of King Author, you will adore her books. Here are the books that have been made into audiobooks thus far:

Dawnflight: (clicks through to the Amazon product page in/nearest to the visitor's country); on Audible.

The Color of Vengeance:

The other books I've listened to are
Bait by Annie Nicholas (My favorite vampire story ever!)
The Martian by Andy Weir (Smart ass Sci-Fi)

All were fabulous once I sped up the speed. However, be warned, when you speed up the dialog there is small popping between sentences. If your volume is high enough to hear it, then try turning the volume down a bit. That makes it less distracting to me.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Liza has Daryl Devore over for Laughs & Gold Vodka boobs.

I like to create a banner specifically for my friends when they brave up and arrive on my site. I have this ability to extract the essence of the blog into a single photo that says it all. Oddly, this is what I am getting for this banner:
Peep Rep: That is really weird. But what is weirder is your guest, Daryl Devore is just staring at her pc that she brought with her. Is she in a trance or just terrified to be on your site?

Liza: Hopefully, neither. But just in case, let me find something more comforting to get her going. 
Peep Rep: Are you really going to interview the character.
Liza: Nope. He's got enough on his hands without me pestering him.
Peep Rep: How do you know that?
Liza: Because I have the ability to read ahead... Daryl! It's time to get to work now. 

(Daryl shakes herself off and waves)

So I’ve stared at my screen for 10 minutes and can’t think of a thing to post. I’m a writer – I should be able to do this.
I am going to stay away from discussing the holidays – by this time of the year – we are up to our eyeballs in holiday stuff.

So what to write about??? Hmm.
Oh. I know. Do you know any knock knock jokes?

No I’m not losing my mind – ok yes, I probably am, but there is a reason for the question. In my current WIP (writer speak for work in progress) my hero tries to break the ice on a date with a knock knock joke.
You’ll have to read the book to see how the date went.

I have to finish writing the book.

Heck – I even have to come up with a title before I become attached to the current working title – Book With No Name.
Here’s a sneak peek at the beginning.
WARNING: ADULT Language and content
Droplets of blood seeped from Darien's wolf tattoo, mesmerizing him. They trickled over the inside of his bicep then splattered drop by drop against the bar floor.
Dairen frowned. Why was the wolf bleeding? It was supposed to look sexy. Turn chicks on. Not bleed. He blinked as a thought formed. Maybe it wasn't the tattoo. Could he be bleeding? He didn't remember getting hurt. But that might be because he'd had too many vodka shots.
Expensive gold infused vodka.
An order, snapped out in Thai, ripped his focus away from the cost of the booze.
Stumbling with the translation, his gut clenched. "Check everyone. Anybody alive. Kill them."
A shrill female scream. A gun shot. Silence.
That'd be one of the hookers. Damn. Hope it wasn't the one with the butterfly tattoo above her clit. She had a mouth on her that performed miracles. Dude! What the fuck! Must be the vodka talking. Stay focused. There are guys with guns out there. Darien stretched his neck and peered around the edge of the bar. In his line of vision, a male leg stuck out from under a table. Expensive looking shoe. Presumably Italian leather. Probably belonged to Nai Jâhng. Darien raised his eyebrows. Wow. Somebody had the balls to kill a Triad boss.
He shifted his glance. A few feet to the left, lay a female arm with brilliant orange fingernails. He shivered at the remembrance of those nails grazing his balls. He focused on a tiny object a foot in front of him. Glass. Shards of it were scattered about. He frowned, trying to remember what happened. He'd walked behind the private club's bar to get another bottle of vodka when, one by one, bottles started exploding. And then he was on the floor looking at the blood dripping from his tattoo. He glanced at his wound. The bleeding had stopped.
Okay, so he wasn't gonna bleed to death. Good. Now he just had to get his ass outta here. Past them. The guys with the guns. How the fuck could he do that?

Books by Daryl Devore – romance author- erotic
A Kept Woman
A Kept Woman (Italian translation)
A Kept Woman (Portuguese translation)
Sexy Red Hood
Black Dorn
Capri’s Fate
Brace for Impact (Crashing into Love box set)

Bio - Daryl Devore lives in an in old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a large salt water aquarium full of fish and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road, or snow shoe across the back acres and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth and a meteorite. She's been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flew high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life's an adventure and Daryl's having fun living it.

Peep Rep: The book sounds really, really good.
Liza: Doesn't it though!  I may have to invite the fellow back and do a real character interview.
Peep Rep: Did you see Daryl has two ghosts? Yours is lonely. Maybe you could invite hers over.
Liza: It'll never work. Ghosts are homebodies. They like to stay at home. But we should definitely invite the hero of A Book With No Name over.
Peep Rep: Weird name...if this isn't a comedy, which it doesn't sound like, she needs a better title.
Liza: Totally agree. What would you like to name it?
Peep Rep: A Taste for Gold Vodka.
Liza: She probably wants 'wolf' in the title.
Peep Rep: Gold Vodka Wolf
Liza: There you go Daryl! Peep Rep has given your boob it's title. 
Peep Rep: Hold on! I named her book, not her boob!
Liza: Opps, my bad.
Peep Rep: Are you going to change it?
Liza: Nope. I'm pretty sure she'll like Gold Vodka boobs more  than books. So I'm leaving it.
Peep Rep: Why did I come back to work for you?
Liza: Either because I'm funny or you couldn't get anyone else to hire you.